Sue: Okay, come on, Brick. It's gonna be okay.
Brick: I have no evidence to support that theory.
Sue: Okay, look. I'm gonna tell you something that may surprise you but it's the truth. Sophomore year isn't what you think it is. There is nothing special about sophomore year. I don't even know where you heard it was. It isn't. No one ever in the world thought that. In fact, it's probably the least exciting of all the years.
Brick: What?! Then why did I break up with Cindy?
Sue: No one knows.
Brick: I thought this was supposed to be a pep talk. It isn't very peppy thus far.
Sue: Look, you're better off than me. I never even saw the Sophomore Slammer. Remember that dinner where I kept looking out the window and I was so sad I was using the curtains to dry my tears?
Brick: Can you be more specific?
Sue: The point is, that was Sophomore Slammer weekend, and I never even got to the school. You want to know the good thing about you and me? We may not be arrested, but we never stop believing we could be arrested. You realize I'm using arrested as a metaphor for good things like friendship, marriage, and success in our respective careers.
Brick: Yeah, I got that.

Sue: Ah! Brick, I got your text! I came as fast as I could!
Brick: Hi, friend! Good to see you, friend. Thanks for bailing me out. I haven't seen you since we ate French fries at the designated meeting location while watching ribald videos on the Internet and talking about our other friends we have.
Sue: Oh! Oh, right. I am a good friend bailing out my good friend from the Sophomore Slammer. That is what I am here to do. And so on and so forth and what have you.
Principal Cameron: Wait a minute. I know you. You're Ana Hajarajanaan. Welcome back!
Sue: Uh-huh. That's right. I am Ana Hajarajanaan, and it is nice to be back. You ready to go, Brick?
Brick: Mm-hmm.
Principal Cameron: All right, just pay the bail money and, uh, we will put a bullet in this thing and go home.
Sue: Oh, I don't have my wallet. Oh, wait. I forgot. I do have $5. I really don't need that fancy coffee or the fluffy pom-pom you can hang on your purse.
Principal Cameron: And... that puts an end to the weekend. But before you know it, I will be back in the morning to dress up with the Vice Principal as Crockett and Tubbs for '80s week. Only seven more years till my student loans are paid off.

Mike: [sighs] Look at this.
Frankie: I am looking at it. I've looked at it all 400 times you've dragged me out here to look at it. It's a mud pit.
Mike: We got to take care of this.
Frankie: Hey, you're the one that wanted to get rid of the pool. And you should know... never move anything in this house because what's underneath is gonna be way worse.
Mike: Look, it's gonna be a hard winter. I got to get this thing tilled, I got to bring in dirt and seed, maybe put down some sod...
Frankie: Why are you talking like a farmer?